Salford Sunday Lyrics
What Are The Lyrics For Salford Sunday By Richard Thompson? Salford Sunday Skies are weeping Dawn is creeping Through the blind Salford Sunday And I'm aching For the night I left behind Salford Sunday Morning after Bass drum beating In my head Sunday papers Talking scandal And a cold Side of the bed For I left A weeping willow She should be Lying on my pillow If I wasn't Such a hard nose Such a perfect Waste of time Salford Sunday And I'm dreaming And it's all In black and white I do better When I'm dreaming Better than I did last night Salford Sunday And I'm walking Though the rain Is pelting down There's a train goes Back to London Hate to leave This ugly town For I left A weeping willow She should be Lying on my pillow If I wasn't Such a hard nose Such a perfect Waste of time Salford Sunday Skies are weeping Dawn is creeping Through the blind Salford Sunday And I'm aching For the night I left behind For the night I left behind
Who Wrote Salford Sunday By Richard Thompson? Richard John Thompson
What's The Duration Of The Salford Sunday By Richard Thompson? The duration of Salford Sunday is 4:08 minutes and seconds.

Salford Sunday